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Page 38
Oh , blest are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see :
But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for
thee . THE SAME TRANSLATED . Cum sceleris titulos et fati præter 38 SONG, BY
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Oh , blest are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see :
But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for
thee . THE SAME TRANSLATED . Cum sceleris titulos et fati præter 38 SONG, BY
...
Page 58
I have ventured , Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders , These many
summers in a sea of glory , But far beyond my depth : my high - blown pride At
length broke under me : and now has left me , Weary , and old with service , to
the ...
I have ventured , Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders , These many
summers in a sea of glory , But far beyond my depth : my high - blown pride At
length broke under me : and now has left me , Weary , and old with service , to
the ...
Page 88
Than in my greatness covet to be hid , And in the vapour of my glory smother ' d .
But , God be thank ' d , there is no need of me ; ( And much I need to help you , if
need were ) ; The royal tree hath left us royal fruit , Which , mellow ' d by the ...
Than in my greatness covet to be hid , And in the vapour of my glory smother ' d .
But , God be thank ' d , there is no need of me ; ( And much I need to help you , if
need were ) ; The royal tree hath left us royal fruit , Which , mellow ' d by the ...
Page 94
So said , he , o ' er his sceptre bowing , rose From the right hand of Glory where
he sat ; And the third sacred morn began to shine , Dawning through heaven .
Forth rush ' d with whirlwind sound The chariot of Paternal Deity , Flashing thick ...
So said , he , o ' er his sceptre bowing , rose From the right hand of Glory where
he sat ; And the third sacred morn began to shine , Dawning through heaven .
Forth rush ' d with whirlwind sound The chariot of Paternal Deity , Flashing thick ...
Page 98
... Father everlasting To thee all Angels cry aloud ; the Heavens , and all the
Powers therein , To thee Cherubin and Seraphin continually do cry , Holy , Holy ,
Holy , Lord God of Sabaoth ; Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty of thy Glory
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... Father everlasting To thee all Angels cry aloud ; the Heavens , and all the
Powers therein , To thee Cherubin and Seraphin continually do cry , Holy , Holy ,
Holy , Lord God of Sabaoth ; Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty of thy Glory
.
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alter amor atque aura caput Comus Cuncta Deus divine doth dream earth Ejus etiam eyes fair fall fame father feel Felix give glory hand happy hath Haud hear heart heaven hills honour hour illa illi inter ipse Lady light living Lord manus mihi mille never night nobis Nunc o'er omnia praise quæ quam quid quis quod Rose sing song soul sound speak spirit summer super sweet tamen tellus terram thee thine thou hast tibi tongue TRANSLATED trees tunc Twas usque wind wings αλλ γαρ ΓΥΝ δε εις εν ήν και ΚΩΜ μεν μοι νύν ου ουκ τε το ως
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Page 100 - The glorious company of the Apostles praise thee. The goodly fellowship of the Prophets praise thee. The noble army of Martyrs praise thee. The holy church throughout all the world doth acknowledge thee, the Father of an infinite majesty : thine honourable, true, and only Son ; also the Holy Ghost the comforter.
Page 8 - What, silent still ? and silent all ? Ah ! no ; — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, " Let one living head, But one arise, — we come, we come ! " "Tis but the living who are dumb.
Page 6 - Must we but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead! Of the three hundred grant but three To make a new Thermopylae!
Page 42 - tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres, till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head; The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp; her eye in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night.
Page 12 - Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die: A land of slaves shall ne'er be mine— Dash down yon cup of Samian wine!
Page 54 - Thou makest darkness, that it may be night ; wherein all the beasts of the forest do move. 21 The lions, roaring after their prey, do seek their meat from GOD. 22 The sun ariseth, and they get them away together, and lay them down in their dens. 23 Man goeth forth to his work, and to his labour, until the evening.
Page 26 - Their downy breast; the swan with arched neck Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows Her state with oary feet...
Page 10 - On Suli's rock, and Parga's shore, Exists the remnant of a line Such as the Doric mothers bore; And there, perhaps, some seed is sown, The Heracleidan blood might own.
Page 64 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest ; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing : It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes.
Page 22 - And drenches with Elysian dew (List, mortals, if your ears be true), Beds of hyacinth and roses, Where young Adonis oft reposes, Waxing well of his deep wound...